Bubbles was playing silly beggars last night. She'd been lounging on the porch all the evening, I kept opening the door every 15/20 minutes between midnight and 2am to see if she was ready to come in, but after one disdainful look too many at 2 o'clock I turned the lights out and went to bed. Consequently, I was late falling out of bed this morning and collecting the donuts for Emmanuel, and didn't get them there until 10 to 8. Everyone attending the 8 o'clock service was sitting round with their coffee, wondering where the donuts were; someone said darkly that they were just talking about me. I felt inclined to say "feel free to sack me", but that's a bit confrontational.
Today was our annual 10.30 service at St Crispin's, the Episcopal retreat centre about half an hour away at Seminole. Like all retreat centres it is in a lovely position, surrounded by woods.
The church provided the baked ham for lunch and everyone took salads and side dishes.
Having lunch. There is a swimming pool there and hiking trails, and the young people were all set to enjoy themselves. 102 degrees is too hot for me though, and I am addicted to air conditioning, so I left after lunch.
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